Drove from Orem Utah first to the tri-state corner then to Panorama Point. It was an 8 hour drive.
Clear day in Nebraska for the summit. Herd of bison nearby made the flat summit much more intriguing. Worth stopping by and checking out.
On the way to Thanksgiving in MN. Ended up trying to use the GPS which fell about 1/4 mile short and would have sent us through someone's front yard. Unfortunately it was dark so couldn't find any landmark; kept going towards where we thought the road should be and found it. Snow flurries, took a photo at the marker, saw nothing, donated our $3 and left.
whole family made it to this one.
Driving from Pocatello to Omaha, I saw this was fairly close to the freeway and decided to enjoy the novelty of going to a State High Point. Though I had thought a little about it through my life, I never seriously thought I'd be able to go to more than a couple. Little did I know what was in store for me that year--my job has me travel a lot, and I wound up visiting 13 summits in 2012. I had been bitten by the bug, and was able to do 13 more in 2013. I'm running out of the easy ones, though, may need to get serious. Very easy to find after reading the directions on Summitpost.
If I recall, very tough to find, in the middle of corn fields.
Fun visit. Drove up from Briggsdale, CO after camping at Pawnee National Grassland Crow Valley. Easy route but watch the last turn on to the private road as it is not signed coming from the south. Also enjoyed the nearby tri-point. Added better directions in the additions section. #40 for me, #27 for Lillian, #11 for John, #10 for Barb.
This was the first of several planes/midwestern high points I visited on a road trip. Thank you for the excellent road directions!
Last one in a long trip doing some of the heartland high points. SD, IA, IL, MO, KS.
Drove right up to the summit. Nice, quiet area.
Drove up from Mount Sunflower in Kansas through endless flat lands. Nice monument except the railing around it :( [with Pocket Rocks]
Thanksgiving Day highpoint!
Nice country. I saw a bison.
After a successful trip up Mt. Elbert my friend and I stopped to summit Nebraska. Even though it may not be a mountain I still enjoy HP's like this. I love listening to silence out in the middle of nowhere. Watched the sun go down then continued on our way back to WI.
Didn't see a person for miles and miles. 1st HP on a 6 state trip. State HP #21
Flew in to Denver and drove straight here. Views for miles, albeit flat views.
Interesting place. We visited on the Tuesday after Memorial Day. Several register entries from the weekend. Also visited the nearby NE, CO, WY state tri-point. Thanks to the landowners for allowing public access.
made it just before dusk after an all day drive from central Kansas, also visited the KS-NE-CO and NE-CO-WY tri-points on the same day
After an all encompassing drive from my sister's house in Des Moines, Iowa, totaling 621 miles, I finally arrived at Panarama Point. I decided to stop off at an old abandoned school house just four or so miles down gravel roads from the actual high point. The land was so open, not a soul in sight. As I drove, throwing up dust in my past, I passed a farmhouse just like the directions said. The cattle guard was next. I stopped the car and took an envelope used to collect the two buck entrance fee, left an offering, then moved on through the rubber hose spring gate. I jumped out and snapped a picture of the roaming bison. Turning at the second cattle guard, I knew I was close. Just up the hill. It was a cold, 30's, and I wasn't dressed for the weather. After reaching the monument, I leapt out the Jeep. The register was interesting. It was comprised of two books, I wrote in the latter of the second. To read other people's comments was something different than expected. I never once thought of other people's experiences on the highpoint trail. One interesting note was written on 9.11.1 and opened with simply, "Sad Day". It then went on to talk about how the group was going to keep on with their highpoint trip. Written in bold letters were words from John Lennon's "Imagine". Another page revealed the last people there before I was four days previous. I'm sure you run into people sometimes. So I drank a Miller High Life and sailed off to snowy Frisco, Colorado.